Pie. And local potatoes, and sweet potatoes, and squash. Chicken. Did I mention pie? Oh yes!
I spent a day and a half making curtains. Nick’s mom is getting warm quilted custom curtains for Christmas, but even though it isn’t cold yet (ridiculously warm, in fact, for Pennsylvania in November) I didn’t want to wait until Christmas to make them.
I couldn’t find what I wanted locally, so I ended up ordering the fabric online. As usually happens, it wasn’t quite what I wanted.
In some ways, though, it’s better than my original conception, and looks quite nice with the wood (and ducks).
I curtained two enormous walls of picture windows, and two doors, much to Barb’s delight. Apparently custom curtains are appreciated all out of proportion to their difficulty.
The dogs played in the woods (and ate chicken scraps), the people talked and played with the dogs and relaxed (and ate pie).